This 1,000 word flash-fiction is kept at PG for the Blog Hop, but I can’t say the same for the rest of the website. Content on other pages may contain violence or strong language. There is a link-list to the other great stories from this month’s Blog Hop at the bottom. …
Author’s note: there is a distict lack of conflict here. It was fun to write, but it needs revision if it is going to be a true short story “Make way, boys! Make way! Have we got a treat for you! But first I gotta clean up!” The green-skinned orc …
I am Baratheon Bearskinner of Rolene hamlet, Damara. I have crawled broken and battered from the ashes of Rolene, a vengeful phoenix filled with rage and grief. My jealous brother has stolen away my infant son, and neither gods nor sins-incarnate shall save him from my wrath. If I survive this ordeal, I …
From across a hard-packed lane in the hamlet of Rolene, two gnomish men watched their family’s home collapse into fiery rubble. “NO!” Baratheon’s voice was hoarse, smoke and cinders burned his lungs. He collapsed to his knees in the dirt, clutching his young son Renault to his chest. They had …
I preface this, of course, with the disclaimer that this is a rough draft of what I intend to have as a prologue to my first Loch Raptor novel. Being so, there are most likely spelling errors, grammatical errors, punctuation errors, and all sorts of other malarky going on. Nothing …
Here is a little story about heroism, and how I plan on applying it to my fiction… Several years ago my father was the victim of a mugging attempt by a handful of gang members while standing on a subway platform beneath the streets of Boston. One man approached him …
